Satan, Satan thought up a plan Dressed as a man Walking the earth and since he began The world is hell for you and me But what a heaven it will be When that man is dead and gone When that man is dead and gone We'll go dancing down the street Kissing everyone we meet When that man is dead and gone What a day to wake up on What a way to greet the dawn Hap-hap-happy, yes, indeed On the morning when we read That that man is dead and gone We've got a date, to celebrate The day we catch up with that one man spreading hate His account is overdrawn And his chances are in pawn Some fine day the news will flash Satan with the small mustache Is asleep beneath the lawn When that man is dead and gone Come on, now, we're going to celebrate He's the guy that's spreading hate His account is overdrawn And his chances are in pawn Some fine day the news will flash Satan with the small mustache Is asleep beneath the lawn When that man is dead and gone What a day to wake up on What a way to greet the dawn! When a certain man is dead and gone